Seeing that Xiao Hua's strength in Kaihe Town far surpassed his peers, the martial artists of the five towns of Qianyang also wanted to know the strength of the other four people in Kaihe Town. In order to avoid the miscalculation of the form at the time, it will lead to the defeat of the armed forces. Therefore, everyone agreed with Hantong's proposal, and the rules for competition were quickly formulated.

The experienced martial artists did not adopt the general method of drawing lots, but let the juniors choose their opponents by themselves, and the order was decided by the juniors themselves.

After the martial artists clarified the rules, Wan Zhongliu, who had been impatient for a long time, took the lead in jumping to the open space where Xiao Hua and Bai Liyu had fought before, and shouted to the crowd: "Changtian! I haven't seen you for a few years, I don't know how much your strength has improved?

Seeing Baili Yu's strength comparable to the eight-layer realm of the day after tomorrow just now, Wan Zhongliu felt pressured. I knew that although my strength was not bad, in the case that the realm failed to break through to the seventh layer of the acquired realm, there was still a certain gap between him and Baili Yushuang. After sensing that Bailin Town's Changtian was still in the sixth-layer realm of the day after tomorrow, Wan Zhongliu locked on to his opponent, wanting to see if he was improving or retreating after three years.

There are also five martial arts players in Bailin Town, and the true qi fluctuations are all in the sixth-layer realm of the day after tomorrow. After Wan Zhongliu challenged in public, one of them, a tall man in Tsing Yi with an extraordinary bearing, came out.

Slowly walking to the position in front of Wan Zhongliu, the man in Tsing Yi arched his hand and smiled: "Brother Wan, you haven't come to learn from your junior brother in the past few years, I don't know if you are practicing miraculous skills in retreat, or your strength is too poor and you have no confidence?"

"Joke, will I have no confidence?" Wan Zhongliu's body was as motionless as a mountain, and his breath burst out violently. Although it is still the level of the sixth-layer realm of the day after tomorrow, the rolling wind call sign is far beyond the limit of the usual six-layer realm of the day after tomorrow.

"In that case, please!" forced the wind to come to him, and Changtian's body also rose like a pillar, and his arms were spread, as if he was hugging, ready to fight.

Wan Zhongliu is not polite, he kicks out with the help of his feet, and his right palm breaks through the wind, and the speed is extremely fast!

Seeing such a familiar attack path, Changtian bent his arms and crossed his chest, without any fancy hard connection to Wan Zhongliu's palm power.

There was a thud, a thud, and a strong wind swept out from the center of the two men. The power of the anti-earthquake spread, and the two of them were angry and neither of them raised their feet to unload their strength, allowing thousands of catties of power to come from their arms, and then unloaded to the ground through the torso and feet of the micro-shock.

This process happened instantly, and when their feet sank into the ground by almost half a foot, their faces changed slightly, knowing that each other should not be underestimated.

"It's not bad-" Wan Zhongliu was the first to speak, and when Changtian was about to talk, he shouted with a rather arrogant expression: "Just now it was just fifty percent of my strength, and then I have to move the real thing!"

Although Chang Tian's words were provocative just now, he had never underestimated this opponent he had never defeated! Moreover, when he bent his arm to fight back, he had almost gone all out!

"I haven't seen you for a few years, when will Brother Wan learn to speak big!Eat my whirlwind three folded arms!" At this moment, hearing Wan Zhongliu's words, Changtian's heart suddenly burst out, and he did not hesitate to attack first! As for whether Wan Zhongliu's words were true or false, he didn't dare to make a judgment, so he could only try his best to prove that he was not weak.

Suddenly, Changtian's whole body burst out with true qi. After clasping his arms around his chest, Changtian immediately spun in place, and his feet that had sunk into the ground stirred up a cloud of sand.

When the wind drove the sand and dust to rise all over the sky, Chang Tian, who was hiding in the dust, suddenly opened his arms. In the confusion of the vision, I saw the arm shadows of the True Qi Void surging layer by layer, driving the fist like a bowl to slam out at a high speed towards the Wanzhongliu who had retreated a few feet back!

"Is that all?" disagrees Wan Zhongliu, who is very familiar with this method of attack. Compared with previous years, Wan Zhongliu felt that he could now capture Changtian's attack moves more clearly, so his confidence increased sharply.

Without any hesitation, Wan Zhongliu rushed forward, and dozens of palm power phantoms appeared all around him, as if he had exerted his speed to the limit!

"Bang bang bang-" In the midst of the fierce wind, accompanied by the sound of dense energy exchanges, the two figures were also combined, and a group of juniors in the acquired realm were dizzying, and secretly applauded.

Among them, several martial arts players of the Acquired Seventh-Layer Realm had even more solemn expressions, and they felt very jealous of the Wan Zhongliu who was at ease, knowing that although this person had not yet reached the Acquired Seventh-Layer Realm, his physical cultivation was no weaker than them!

"Brother Han, I really can't imagine that, except for your female disciple, the three of them are all physical body cultivators of the seventh-layer realm of the day after tomorrow!Although Changtian is invincible at the same level, he is still a little inferior to Wan Zhongliu......" Han Tong, who was always ready to suspend the exchange between the two in case of a situation that got out of control, suddenly received a message from the owner of the Bailin Martial Arts Pavilion, which made him feel happy at the same time, but also a little uncomfortable.

After all, this senior of Bailin Town was a martial venerable of the Innate Three-Layer Realm, and he was an existence that could suppress Han Tong with his thoughts. If Wan Zhongliu completely defeats Changtian and does not spare a hand like Xiao Hua, I am afraid that this Wuzun, who has no friendship with Han Tong and Kaihe Town, will find some trouble for Han Tong and them afterwards.

"Seniors, although the three of them have accumulated a lot of experience, they are nothing compared to these peers in the five towns of Qianyang. The other party's words should not be answered, Han Tong carefully worded, and at the same time sent a slightly worried voice to Wan Zhongliu: "Middle-class little nephew, now it's just a competition, you can't show all your strength, remember to accept it when you see it." ”

Wan Zhongliu, who was pressing Changtian to retreat step by step, heard this, although he wanted to defeat this opponent when he was a child, he also felt that there was indeed some truth in Han's call.

"I won't fight with you - if you can get out of my Wanjun Tianluo, we will divide the victory and defeat when we get to Zhongyun City!"

For a while, the shadow of the leg popped out like the shadow of a Dao pillar, and the very tricky Zhou Tian covered the long sky with a wave of breath all over his body. At the same time, Wan Zhongliu, whose upper body was leisurely and immovable, moved very comfortably with the leg shadow, and the palm shadow bloomed like a flower, making up for the omission of the leg shadow, and sealing all the ways of advancing and retreating in the long sky!

"Okay!" Several martial artists from the Acquired Seven-Layer Realm and those whose strength was not weaker than Changtian all praised in unison. It's just that when they admired it, they didn't know that there were two acquired techniques hidden in Wan Zhongliu's move.

Among the people watching the battle from the periphery, except for the innate powerhouse who was unimpressed by Wan Zhongliu's attack, Xiao Hua, who knew that Wan Zhongliu could do this, also looked calm.

"Yes, this trick is more skillful. Seeing Wan Zhongliu coming back, Xiao Hua didn't know whether he was sincere or fake. After that, his face changed in an instant, and he hummed angrily to Wan Zhongliu and Han Le, who were standing together: "I don't want to hear anyone joke about my name in the future!

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